Wednesday, December 19, 2012

The Water Bowl Routine

Sometimes, the water bowl will go empty. We might be at work, or they might've had a lot to drink while we were sleeping.

Natalie and I have a special routine for filling the water bowl back up. It begins with me noticing that she's curled up in her water bowl again.

"Look, mama," she says, "it's soo dry, I'm willing to lay in it!"

So I grab a large cup and fill it with water. She gets excited for a moment, comes to investigate what I'm doing, but then she goes right back in the water bowl. That's when I pour the water in the bowl.

She'll sit there for a second and then jump out, shake off, and groom herself. I rinse out the water bowl, fill it back up with clean water, and the routine is complete.

It started out as a complete joke one day, because she wouldn't budge from the bowl. I thought, "Are you seriously going to sit there and let me pour water on you?" Turns out, the cat that howls like she's dying if we ever have to give her a bath, is also willing to sit in a bowl while I pour water into it. Go figure.

I think she's come to accept getting wet as a necessary sacrifice to fill the bowl back up. And since I find it hilarious, I let her think that. It's been our special routine ever since.

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Meet the Kitties

Welcome to the adventures of three kitties and their two-legged friends. Meet Malcolm, Felix, and Natalie!

Malcolm"oh my god you guys. this catnip. i *am* the floor."Orange tabby, male.Born in 2009.

We got him in September 2009 from a couple who had found a litter of young kittens with the mother MIA. They figured out she had been hit by a car, and took them in.

He's sweet, playful, but maybe not the brightest crayon in the box. Sometimes he needs his space, but mostly he likes to cuddle in the arms of his humans and pretend he's a kitten again. You can usually find him perched on his cat tree, or making trouble with Natalie.

Felix"No. It is NOT time for pets right now, thankyouverymuch."Tuxedo, male.Born in 2005.

Mr. Blogger got Felix when he was a young man and looking for a cat of his own. They've been best friends ever since.

Felix has a mind of his own. He'll allow you to pet him in the way he permits, for however long he permits. He knows what he wants, and if that's laying on the couch without being bothered he'll be glad to let you know. And if he can't be bothered to deal with any of our petty nonsense, he'll let that be known as well.

In the same stroke, if he decides it's cuddle time, it's cuddle time. If it's 3 in the morning and cuddle time happens to be on your face, he's going to have cuddle time on your face at 3 in the morning. Because he's Felix. You can't say no to Felix.

Little Miss Natalie conned her way into our lives with her cute little face shortly after I started my job. There she was from the local rescue, and we couldn't say no.

She's flounced and sauntered her way into everyone else's hearts as well. Whether it's convincing Felix to do something she wants to do instead, or stretching out on a nice comfortable bed made of Malcolm, she's a little princess and everyone knows it.